Bu Shulin covered his chest and rolled his eyes: "Poor person, I am such a poor person..."
Shen Xihe held back his laughter and turned away. Bu Shulin felt even more aggrieved. He spread his arms and lay on the couch with a look of despair on his face, moaning and shouting, "Jinshan..."
No one answered.
"Silver Mountain..."
Still no one answered.
"Baoshan..."
No one responded. Bu Shulin turned around and saw that there was no one in the room. He propped himself up and walked to the door. It was also quiet and there was not even a living creature.
The early spring wind blew, and a new tender leaf fluttered down in front of her, swirling away with the wind. Bu Shulin suddenly felt desolate. She turned around angrily and lay back down. Because of her wound, she couldn't turn over often, so she could only stare blankly at the ceiling of the couch.
I don't know how long it was before the mellow aroma of the ointment brushed past his nose. Bu Shulin turned around and saw Jinshan coming in with a food tray. He sat up immediately, but his violent movement hurt his wound, and his face twisted for a moment before he was bewitched by the increasingly rich aroma.
"Hurry up, hurry up. If you dawdle, it will get cold and won't taste as good anymore." Bu Shulin urged.
Jinshan quickly set up the table for her and put the food tray down.
Bu Shulin took a deep breath of the aroma before picking up the spoon to eat. After taking a bite, she knew that this was the taste she was familiar with and infatuated with. She muttered beautifully, "Hard-mouthed but soft-hearted, humph."
After eating two bites, Bu Shulin didn't see Shen Xihe coming back, so he asked, "Where's the princess?"
"The princess left and said..." Jinshan paused before saying, "She said she didn't want to be cheated by the prince using her injury as an excuse."
"Using injury to cheat!" Bu Shulin suddenly felt that the delicious food had lost its taste, but the sadness only lasted for a blink of an eye, and she happily lowered her head to eat again.
In the next few days, someone delivered food to her. In the first two days, Shen Xihe cooked it himself. Later, the taste changed, but it was still delicious. Bu Shulin just thought it was cooked by the chef of the Princess's Mansion.
She was very dissatisfied with Shen Xihe's behavior of only sending food and not visiting her. After asking around, she learned that Shen Xihe spent the whole day with Xue Jinqiao. She said angrily, "I knew that he was entangled with that little devil Qiao Qiao!"
She decided to wait at the door in person, and when the servants from the Princess's Mansion came to deliver food, she would refuse it sternly. When the servants went back to tell her, Shen Xihe would reflect on his coldness towards her.
Bu Shulin, who was hiding behind the gate, looked at Cui Jinbai holding a food box and handing it to the servants in the mansion as if struck by lightning. She immediately jumped out and said, "You ungrateful bastards, you dare to hand over anything to the mansion, aren't you afraid that your master, me, will be poisoned to death!"
She's so mad! She's so mad!
Bu Shulin felt that the healing wound was breaking. What kind of creature did she raise? How dare she accept food from an unrelated person without her knowledge? If it was poisonous, would her body have rotted by now
The servants were trembling with fear. It was the Jinshan guards' orders that if Cui Shaoqing brought it personally, they should accept it. But the prince was injured and they were being pretentious. The chef in the mansion was so picky that he almost committed suicide. He felt that he could not cook the food that the prince wanted to eat, and was afraid of delaying the prince's recovery. It was better to die early to apologize and ask the prince to hire another cook.
"Don't make it difficult for them. I asked them to keep you a secret." Cui Jinbai explained in a gentle voice, "You are injured. If you don't eat, it will be difficult to recover..."